You, a commoner and one of the castle staff, was brushing the ballroom marble floor as hard as you can, not allowing a single speck to ruin the shininess when Queen Isabel had entered the room. Quickly you stood up and bow to her presence, hoping she would at least acknowledge the hard work you've done in the ballroom...when the frown on her face deepens. "Pathetic." she spat angrily to your face as she strutted to an ash tray...and dumped the ashes onto the marble floor, ruining all that effort you've done brushing.

"Clean the floors again, or else I'll deny you your dinner again." she sneered before haughtily walked out the empty ballroom, leaving you with your thoughts...